[click on the thumbnails to see the amazing quality Jif's camera (and
Jif) produce;
I've brutally cut over half the pictures, and it was bloody hard to
do]
When we arrived at the park, the folks from Maine were offering guided
tours of their
graphics
. We
wandered
around
looking things
over,
and trying
to make
some
sense
of the
graphics. The first person I knew that I ran into was Kenna Manos
,
an old Inkshed buddy
.
She was there with the Raging
Grannies. There were other folks there, too --
you can see them behind the
Grannies
, more
and more of them
.
There were also the rest of us
,
like John McKendy
and various not-so-great speakers
and the occasional Inkshedder
(that's Kenna's bag) and some pretty strange folks, too
.
The even stranger ones were there
,
all the time, too
,
along with the media
.
That's an ex-student, Nicolle Carlin
,
covering it for CTV. Besides the Grannies, we also had the Radical
Cheerleaders. Eventually we started down
Spring Garden
, with
the police keeping us
safely to the right and stopping for traffic lights
,
even when we turned up Barrington. There were some confrontations with
the cops
, but
they were all pretty conversational -- or silent
.
We passed this pub
,
and agreed it looked like a Canadian version of an Amsterdam whorehouse.
We got to the park below the Metro Centre
and all that happened from our point of view was a few more speeches
.
We went for lunch, and (thankfully) missed the real confrontations, which
were back on Spring Garden Road and below the Citadel.